A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life. His gaze dropped to the black garment that covered her. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. ’ ‘You speak it very well,’ Gerald said encouragingly. ’ Tears glistened in her eyes.
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